Look out for the tall singer of short songs at the end of this vid. I’m really aggrieved because the day before the gig I went into Sally Ann’s and they had a pair of outsize Incredible Hulk green foam rubber hands which I considered buying as a stage prop for general Um use down The Portland or whatever but rejected the idea as contributing to the too much stuff problem. Then when I got home I suddenly imagined walking onstage at a benefit for The Green Party in front of 1800 people in these comedy fists, doing a power salute and enquiring whether they were “…ready for a Green Paartaaay!?” thought ‘Oh my God’ and rushed back to score them. Alas, like so many things in Sally Ann, you don’t get a second chance to think about it and the buggers had gone. They were only 80p as well.

Here’s an idea for a script: On the edge of ecological calamity The Greens are swept to world government power on a wave of concern for the environment and for the survival of humanity in general. United by a common goal the world’s peoples work together to successfully avert catastrophe and for a time the Earth and humankind are bathed in a strange and wonderful new atmosphere of harmony and positivity. However, then the responsibility of power begins to eat at the idealism of the Green leaders and everything reverts to the usual dumb brutal bollocks in next to no time.

Last night Dave brought goat curry round in a taxi and we drank a lot of wine and talked about how old synths are great and the MS-20 in particular and what a great shame it was that I ran out of DV tape that time when I attempted to film the tutorial that Felix Kubin gave us at Ashvale. Dave lent him his own Korg while Felix was on tour in the UK and in return Felix shared some of his knowledge of the instrument, which is prodigious. He knows it inside and out to the extent that he actually took it apart to adjust something, feeling around in its innards like a veteran veterinarian. We felt like little boys, and in fact I was so in awe that hardly a damn thing he said went in. There was just too much information. In fact it was a masterclass for a pair of idiots, as I hope Dave will agree. Anyway, in our discussion about MS-20s and Felix Kubin last night the subject of the difficulties associated with touring such instruments came up and it occurred to me that it’s a shame that Felix is an ambassador for a design classic that has long since ceased to be produced. In a perfect world, I reasoned, full-paged colour adverts would appear in music magazines showing a deadpan Felix Kubin with his arm resting casually over the MS-20 he had received free from Korg for life in part payment of the recognition of the role he had played in ensuring the machines ubiquity amongst practitioners of electronic music, amateurish fools or otherwise. If Dave had the money, I know for a fact that he would stump up for a super-ridiculous Goodiepal-pregnant guerilla-bollocks mega-meta culture-stunt type thing tomorrow, i.e. an advert in The Wire.

So, please send cash or more wine. I am on the dole and Dave works in the hospital.